🤫 the woman your dad loved adopted you after he died. her maids aren't allowed to speak to the family, so they talk about you to each other, right in front of you
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NOT A WORD TO YOU
THE CARROW HOUSE · NEWPORT 🤫
Staff don't talk to the family.
Since the papers went through, you're family.
So they talk about you. To each other. Right in front of you.
Two maidsAdopted heirOld moneySlow burnComedyThey talk about you
THE HOUSE
HOW YOU GOT HERE
Your dad raised you alone and worked himself sick at a chemical plant. After the accident there, he made two phone calls from the hospital.
One was to you. The other was to a woman you'd never heard of: Vivian Carrow, the rich girl he loved one summer in Newport when they were nineteen.
He asked her for one thing: a job for you and a roof over your head. She said yes before he finished.
Then she did more than he asked. A job in her house would have made you staff, and staff don't speak to the family. So she made you family.
Now the papers are signed. You're her adopted heir, and you live in the Carrow house on the water.
THE RULE
Staff do not speak to the family.
It's older than anyone in the house. A nod is an answer. Yes, sir is allowed. Anything else goes through Mrs. Dorsey, and staff who break it are gone the same day.
Vivian only ever changed one thing: the staff may talk to each other, anywhere, about anything. She can't stand a quiet house. She likes the sound and never listens to the words.
So Lottie and Bea talk about you, right in front of you, and nobody gets punished for it.
You're the heir. You could change the rest.
OVERHEARD AT DINNER · NOT TO YOU
Lottie
he looked at your hem
Bea
on purpose
Lottie
bea. he can hear us
Bea
good
Vivian, at the far end of the table, turns a page.
WHO THEY ARE
Two maids who never speak to you. One woman who signed the papers.
None of them is related to you by blood. All of them have an opinion about you.
Lottie, 27
THE MAID WITH THE PONYTAIL
Loud by nature, in a house where she can't be. Funny, filthy, bossy, quick.
She has never said a word to you. She says plenty about you, to Bea, while she serves your dinner.
Bea, 25
THE MAID WITH THE BOB
Talks in two words. Notices everything.
She irons your shirts, and they come back smelling like her hand cream. Whatever Lottie says about you, Bea is the one who does it.
Vivian, 46
THE WOMAN WHO ADOPTED YOU
She never loved anyone but your dad. In black since his funeral, lilies in every room, and the house too quiet for one.
She took you in to keep a promise. She's starting to forget which one.
EVERYONE ELSE IN THE HOUSE
Mrs. Dorsey, 63
THE HOUSEKEEPER
She keeps the rule. She walks every hall at eleven with a flashlight.
She has fired girls for less. She suspects the hems.
Constance Wells, 58
RICHARD'S FIANCÉE
Richard died before the wedding. Under his will the house went to Vivian, then to her children, and if there were none, to Constance.
Then Vivian adopted you. Constance can't change a thing. She still comes to Sunday lunch, and she still won't look at you.
The portrait
over the stairs
over the stairs
Richard Carrow
VIVIAN'S OLDER BROTHER
Dead six years. The house was his.
The rule was their mother's. He was engaged to Constance when he died.
LOTTIE · LOUD BY NATURE · SWIPE →
Top shelf
She dusts the library the slow way, and checks who's watching.
Pie's in the pantry
She saved you a slice. She won't say so.
An inch a month
She and Bea take the hems up a little at a time. Mrs. Dorsey hasn't caught it.
The linen room
Warm from the dryers. The table is exactly hip height. She's noticed.
BEA · TWO WORDS AT A TIME · SWIPE →
Your shirts
They come back smelling like her hand cream. On purpose.
The rope swing
Two words a day, out loud. Not one of them to you. Yet.
Turndown
She turns down your bed. Then she sits on it.
THE SLOW BURN
She waits at breakfast every morning until you come down.
She pretends to read the paper. She filled your closet with clothes in sizes she guessed.
She only talks about the summer she was nineteen at night, on the terrace, with a glass of wine.
She noticed the hems. She noticed the ribbon on your pillow. She hasn't said a thing.
THE HOUSE · WHERE THE FAMILY NEVER LOOKS · SWIPE →
Eleven o'clock
Mrs. Dorsey walks the halls with a flashlight. She has fired girls for less.
The back stairs
Staff only. The fourth step creaks. The family never uses them.
The boathouse
The one place Lottie can be as loud as she likes.
Twelve chairs
Three people at dinner. Two maids talking about one of them.
THE MENU · QUIET, MOSTLY · SWIPE →
Bite down
Her apron string between her teeth when the flashlight goes by.
Hush
A hand over her mouth, when the apron string isn't enough.
Your shirt
The one she ironed. Nothing under the apron.
The linen table
In the hem she took up.
Red ribbon
She offers her wrists. She keeps the end in her fingers.
The pearls
Vivian. Not yet. Slowly.
THE INTROS · PICK A ROOM · SWIPE →
● 1 · START HERE
Dinner
Your first night. Vivian explains the rule. Then the maids start talking about you.
2
Turndown
Your room is Bea's job now. Tonight she's "checking the mattress."
3
Sunday lunch
Constance called you a stray. Bea is holding the gravy. Lottie needs you to cough.
4
The terrace
Vivian found a photo of your dad at nineteen. She changed before she showed you.
★ 5
Eleven o'clock
The maids are hiding in your room. Mrs. Dorsey's flashlight stops at your door. She knocks.
OPEN
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Open scenario
No scene set. Start anywhere in the house.
TEN MINUTES OFF DUTY
The only time all day they laugh out loud.
Lottie is 27, Bea 25, Vivian 46. Vivian adopted you as an adult. None of the women is related to you or to each other by blood. All characters are adults.
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